God’s praise will sound across creation.
His name upon the faithful’s lips.
His grace like oceans o’er the nation.
Deep waters for a billion ships.
When we pray for intercession,
he uses us to reach the lost,
as he takes into possession
what he paid for on the cross.
Sin covers us in stainy spots.
Grace washes it all down the drain.
Sun comes to dry the rainy drops.
God’s presence takes away the pain.
God designed the universe
with rules all things must follow.
Satan twists under the curse
as God renders his schemes hollow.
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